The funeral fire burned, and hundreds of monks chanted the mantra of the past together, and the Sanskrit sound was sung.

"Jade Niang!"

The crying in the astonishment continued, breaking the tranquility of the Buddha under the thousand pagodas, and also shaking the tips of people's hearts.

Zhu Xishi was like a white fish swimming upstream, rushing towards the burning lychee pyre at an unstoppable speed; How rugged his feet were, and Zhu Xi, who was in turmoil for a while, didn't pay attention for a while, and was stumbled on the ground by the blue bricks with many legs.

In the severe pain of the bump, tears splashed everywhere, but the hand couldn't help but climb forward and stretch forward.

Anyone who saw this scene was shaken by the sadness in Zhu Xishi's heart; Jiang De felt pity in his heart, and when he wanted to step forward to help Zhu Xi, he didn't want Zhao Yan to make trouble at this time.

"I said that no one is allowed to come here to disturb me, and if you are me, it will not be child's play?!"

Zhu Xishi, who was full of grief, still had the heart to take care of what to resist or not to resist at this time, so he couldn't bear the itch in his throat, and retorted to Zhao Yan heartbreakingly.

"You're so ruthless! One day husband and wife Bairien, why don't you even leave Yu Niang's whole corpse to her? Why, why!! ”

Jiang De didn't dare to say the words for a long time, but they were relayed in Zhu Xishi's mouth, and the slave knelt down softly on the side, crying even more sadly. Not being able to settle in the ground is a great disrespect to the deceased, Zhu Xishi was paranoid in his heart that Zhao Yan was hating Huo Xiaoyu's betrayal and wanted to scatter her soul.

"Zhu Xishi, figure out your identity and status, and know who you are yelling at? Although you are Xiaoyu's sister, I don't have so many good tempers to indulge your presumptuousness again and again! ”

"Brother Huang's anger is relieved!"

At this time, Zhao Zhenyuan, who was one step behind, was killed. immediately knelt beside Zhu Xishi to ask for forgiveness for her.

"Xi Shi Pingsu and Sister Yu have a deep relationship, and it is difficult to accept this bad news for a while, please understand her feelings. Forgive her and speak out! ”

There are thousands of emotions in the world, as long as you are sincere and sincere, it is enough to shake the hearts of others. In front of him, Zhu Xishi and the late Huo Xiaoyu's Jin Lan were affectionate, and under Zhao Zhenyuan's persuasion, Zhao Yanbei's heart was moved by the softness of Zhao Yan's heart, and asked Zhu Xishi in a vain and untrue manner.

"What do you want to get from her?"

"Figure what?"

Suddenly faced with such a question in front of Huo Xiaoyu, Zhu Xishi's heart seemed to be cut open by these profitable words. Streams of irrepressible humiliation and anger spilled outward.

"After standing on a high place for a long time, the emperor's heart is not only arrogant, but even his eyes are colored! Figure rich? Money in the world is greedy. Those who are content can live in peace without taking a penny. Figure Ronghua? The power is as high as the clouds, and those who know pleasure are better than being alone and dashing in the red dust. Right. The emperor has in his hands the wealth and glory that the world covets. There is no shortage of people in the world who climb dragons and phoenixes, flies, and dogs, and Yu Niang's favor is the key to opening glory and wealth, and seizing it is equivalent to sitting on these false fame and profits; But don't forget, the emperor, not everyone is greedy for profit, and the wealth and glory in your hands are rare! ”

Zhu Xishi hardened his heart and returned the humiliation he suffered to Zhao Yan, in one sentence.

"I'm not a concubine, I use my love with Yu Niang as a tool for success!"

Zhao Yan was scolded by Zhu Xishi, who was not afraid of coercion, for no reason. The dragon's face was as white as snow, and he couldn't help but mutter.

"They're all sisters. They are all sisters, why does one harm you, but the other wants to save you"

Those who are true are one with the sky, and those who know themselves are called saints when they cultivate and know them. After a long period of self-cultivation, people can combine with the Tao, and those who have reached this state of self-restraint and self-restraint are called "true people". The so-called "at the beginning of a person, nature is good", there is not much difference in nature between the world and the world, but with the different circumstances, people with different personalities change.

For good and evil, it is in people's hearts; And there are rods and scales between people's hearts, and the perception of the other party's sincerity invisibly produces a world of difference, and then there is a difference between good and bad.

Sanskrit sound is flourishing, inspiring people's hearts, calming down the bright platform, and realizing the truth

The west wind hurried the horses waiting to leave, shaking their heads and panting for breath.

Wang Qingge, who had blue eyes and tears, stepped forward, raised his hand tremblingly and wanted to sort out Luo Zhiqiu's wind-blown robe, but in the end, he didn't dare to touch it for half a minute due to some emotion.

Choked his itchy throat a few times, Wang Qingge carefully told Luo Zhiqiu, who was so thin that he was not in human shape.

"This is a long way to go, and the climate in Yongzhou is humid and cold after winter, so you must take care of your body. Add clothes and quilts when you are cold, warm your stomach with hot food when you are hungry, and rest early when you are tired, don't forget to sleep and eat because of the errand assigned by the emperor, and damage your body. ”

Thinking about Luo Zhiqiu's food and clothing in Yongzhou, the more Wang Qingge thought about it, the more uneasy he became, and hurriedly explained to the attendants who went to Yongzhou this time.

"Xiaole, your master will inevitably forget some details when he is busy with official business, you are always serving multiple hearts, you must not be sloppy again, take good care of your master, you know?"

"Remember Madame, Xiaole will definitely take care of his son."

The old habitual title, Xiaole still called Wang Qingge Mrs. without thinking, and he was still embarrassed and embarrassed. Wang Qingge, who has not destroyed a letter of resignation and has become the wife of the next court, is not afraid of the world's rumors and sadness, and still conscientiously calculates the matters for Luo Zhiqiu after leaving, and people who understand her hard work admire her deeply.

Hanging his head and wiping the tears in his eyes, Wang Qingge hugged the sleeping Luo An from the nurse's arms, and solemnly assured Luo Zhiqiu.

"After all, An'er is the bloodline of the Luo family, and my in-laws will explain his life experience to them as appropriate, and let this child recognize the Lord and return to the sect as soon as possible. Zhiqiu, don't worry, Yu Niang entrusted this child to me, and he will be my own child from now on; With me one day, I will do my best to protect the child for one day, and I will never let him suffer the slightest grievance in the Luo family, let alone let people hurt him! The date of your return to Yongzhou is unknown, if there is anything uneasy, even if you confess, I will live up to the trust of you and Yu Niang. ”

originally thought that the child could talk about Luo Zhiqiu, but he still stood stiffly in place, without saying a word, without giving a word to Wang Qingge's flesh and blood in his arms.

Gong Yihan, who was silently looking at the side, could not know the knot in his eldest brother Luo Zhiqiu's heart at this time, although he understood that all his thoughts were lost, but the deceased had passed away, and he couldn't watch Luo Zhiqiu be so depressed.

"Big brother, Yu Niang loved her children the most during her lifetime, can you bear to let Yu Niang worry about your father and son under Jiuquan, and you can't rest in peace?"

For Yu Niang, it is a hidden thorn in Luo Zhiqiu's heart, and if you can't touch it, you have to touch it, even if it hurts; A living person is a journey of healing, and he must go through the pain of peeling and bruising his bones in order to be reborn. (To be continued......)